Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Bai Yi took Ye Siming back to their own carriage.

Mrs. Bai had been waiting anxiously inside for a long time. She was very worried when she heard that the princess and Ye Siming had encountered an assassin.

Ye Siming is an eight-year-old child in their eyes.

Even if they are good, what if there are too many of them?

When Ye Siming came back, Madam Bai hurriedly stepped forward: "I heard that you are injured, where is the injury?"

As she asked, she turned around and took out the golden sore medicine she brought out, intending to clean the wound for him.

Bai Yi smiled beside him: "It's just a small hole, on the face, it's fine, it will be fine in two or three days."

Mrs. Bai hurriedly glanced at Ye Siming's cheek, the slender wound and the shallow coagulation of blood.

She scolded Bai Yi angrily: "You are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, of course you think it's fine! How old is Si Ming, if you're injured, you can't be careless. It's fine, just stay there!"

Bai Yi, who was scolded by his wife, felt aggrieved.

Mrs. Bai wanted to help Ye Siming clean up the wound, but the boy waved and said no.

He simply wiped his face with a damp and hot handkerchief, then turned to go out.

Mrs. Bai hurriedly asked: "Child, where are you going? You just got hurt, take a rest!"

"No," he said lightly, "I just hunted two chickens from the mountains, I'll take care of it, maybe Gu Nuo'er will eat it later."

Bai Yi and his wife watched him go out.

Bai Yi wondered: "Si Ming is very considerate to our little princess, like a big brother."

Mrs. Bai glanced at him: "Is that not good? This child must have been abused before, and he is very defensive. I am very happy to see him with the princess!"

After speaking, Mrs. Bai pushed her husband: "Go and help him, don't stay stupid, he is someone else's adoptive father!"

Bai Yi was pushed out of the carriage by his wife.

Walking all the way, muttering: "Although he is a foster father in name, sometimes this child Si Ming looks at me as if he is several rounds older than me!"

Gu Nuoer was coaxed by her mother Qiao Guifei to play for a while, and rubbed her eyes with sleepy hands.

Concubine Qiao was getting late, and Gu Yihan went to settle down and clear the mountain road.

It is estimated that I will not be able to leave for a while.

She patted Gu Nuo'er's little back, put three layers of soft quilt in the carriage, and put the little guy on it.

Concubine Qiao whispered softly: "Nuobao, sleep for a while, mother will be by your side."

Under Gu Nuoer's slender eyebrows, there are a pair of big eyes like black pearls.

At this time, her eyes were drowsy and she looked very cute and cute.

She shrank her body and found a comfortable position.

"Mother, then Nuobao sleep for a while!"

After the little guy finished speaking, his pink lips twitched for a moment, and then he fell asleep.

Concubine Qiao lovingly covered her with a quilt.

Looking at Gu Nuoer's sleeping little face beside her, on her fair face, her cheeks were pink and charming.

Two small brush-like eyelashes are drooping down, making them even more lovely like a delicate little doll.

In the dream, Gu Nuoer was not idle.

She flew to the Nine Heavens in one fell swoop and went straight to the study of the fairy grandpa!

The little guy rummaged through the boxes and turned over the cabinets, looking for ancient books in the bottomless book box.

"Hu~" Finally, Huangtian lived up to his promise and was turned over by her!

This book records all the monsters that have appeared in the world since ancient times.

Gu Nuo'er waved her little hand, her pink lips muttered.

I saw the celestial book unfolding in mid-air on its own, flipping the pages quickly until it stopped at the page of the wolf demon that Gu Nuoer was looking for.